Chapter 2663 - 26: What I Owe, I Must Repay

"Still haven’t sensed anything?" Yue Tiannu asked aloud on the broad city wall where horses could run.

Two nuns from Xi Yue An conversed as they walked, their words unheard by the ordinary soldiers patrolling the wall.

The nun named Yu Zhen merely shook her head. Her wide gray monastic robe concealed her graceful figure, while the enchanting presence was drowned in the tranquil water-like pupils.

In the past, to successfully change bodies, the two of them had spent a long time together, intentionally cultivating their relationship. Later, Yue Tiannu decided to seek the Tao with a puppet body, no longer changing bodies, yet their friendship persisted.

Within Xi Yue An, if anyone still had a certain level of genuine understanding of Yu Zhen besides the ancestor depicted in the painting, it was Yue Tiannu. After all, she had good relations with Yu Zhen and shared some camaraderie with Jiang Wang.

As the former head of Miaoyou Vegetarian Hall, although once her soul was scattered and body destroyed, much was forgotten. Nevertheless, some of Dongzhen’s insight still lingered, allowing her to see many things clearly.

With the growth of her cultivation, her past knowledge began to return in fragments.

She was now traversing a path never before walked through.

At once repairing the puppet, pursuing the Tao, exploring the Tao Path, and adjusting the parts on her body... until one day, she once again comprehended the world’s truths, this puppet body was infinitely close to the ideal Dao Body. Only then had she truly walked this road.

The human body is a marvel of creation. Normal cultivators, upon reaching a certain realm, naturally achieve the Dao Body. Yet she seeks the perfection of each component, engraving every intricate pattern.

One must know the reason, as well as the rationale.

Compared to normal cultivators, it’s countless times more arduous.

But the cultivation path is so perilous, being able to turn back after taking a wrong step is already a rare opportunity.

She had no dissatisfaction.

After deciding to completely part ways with the past, adopting the puppet body as her main form, with self as the spiritual vessel, "crossing the Ku Hai alone, thus I Buddha,"

only then did she truly gain insight into herself, each subsequent step was taken with confidence.

This hardest road is truly a path of flawless Liu Li perfection.

"Do you think he might still be alive?" Yue Tiannu asked softly.

Yu Zhen merely advanced: "Alive or dead, he must be found."

At this moment, the blockade outside the city suddenly opened; Duke of the Great Chu Huai State and Great Qi’s God of War had already retreated far... while Wenren Shen’s call to arms for war resounded throughout the city.

Instantly, the entire Wu An City was stirred; soldiers quickly formed battle formations, countless cultivators drew swords and rushed out. The ground vehicles thundered, flying boats accelerated wildly, and giant crossbows were pushed towards the wilderness...

An imposing racial war abruptly began.

Meanwhile, Yu Zhen had already turned.

Yue Tiannu sensed her determination, her pace still slow, even hesitant: "I have never liked anyone, or perhaps I have but forgot. So I can’t quite understand."

She pondered confusedly: "Why would someone be so persistent about another person?"

"I do not know." At this moment, the ancient well’s clear waves were shattered, lonely and melancholic feelings flowed in Yu Zhen’s beautiful eyes. Her voice softer than the wind: "I only possess my own emotions, I am not anyone else’s answer."

Yue Tiannu asked: "So your feelings are?"

"What I owe him should be returned, what he owes me should be returned." Yu Zhen leaped down from the city tower, her monastic robe billowing in the wind: "No matter what, it can’t be settled like this."

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Bai Yuxia led Marquis Wu’an’s guard, relocating from Yanlao City to Wu An City since the day of its founding.

As Marquis Wu’an’s direct subordinates, operating within the city that commemorated the Marquis Wu’an always provoked a unique sense of responsibility. But given the current situation, with their power, aside from conducting strenuous training, they weren’t able to do much of anything.

The Qi Country’s high-level strategy was beyond their influence. They lacked the strength to approach the Demon clan’s side, let alone identify the mastermind behind the scenes. Even the joint investigation by Qi Country and Jinguo yielded no conclusive results, what could they possibly do?

Hell World was a place too cruel for the weak.

But under Bai Yuxia’s leadership, the two hundred strong guard practiced their battle formation daily. Their independent inquiry into the Marquis Wu’an’s fall never ceased.

As Bai Yuxia said, if there’s strength, exert it. Being in this city, they must not tarnish the prestige of "Wu An."

Without any warning, Wenren Shen suddenly ordered all city soldiers to advance to The Sky Sloth Wilderness, to attack the Demon clan’s South Celestial City.

Without doubt, this was a major taboo for the Soldier Home.

Even if they practiced and prepared for battle daily prior, such a large-scale war decision, it was undeniably reckless.

But when considering the sudden arrival of Duke Chu Huai Zuo Xiao, given Zuo Xiao and Jiang Mengxiong personally charged the front lines, then all questions regarding the army affairs should not be questioned.

Duke Huai has his strategy, the War God has his considerations.

This is not blind faith; it is the continuation of countless glorious past victories.

Those who write military books, their actions are itself examples from the military books!

Under Bai Yuxia’s command, Marquis Wu’an’s trusted aides naturally had no one who feared battle. They were the first to respond to the expedition order in the entire Wu An City.

They assembled immediately and under Bai Yuxia’s command, charged to the city gate. But suddenly, a formidable wolf cavalry unit emerged from the side and burst out of the city first.

The giant wolves over one zhang long exuded awe-inspiring divine might, the knights on their backs were all armor-clad, each wielding a solid iron spear. Such fierce weapons required no complex skills. On the battlefield against the enemy, a mere touch meant death, a mere brush meant injury.